"And then Abby found me..."

Note: okay, this is my take on when Abby finds King... it'll go on so review and I'll update soon... any ideas that you have, that'd be awesome... I know it's been done before but I thinkpeople were kindajyped byhow there's so much history between the two without showing it... anyway, let me know!

Chapter 1: Found

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King pushed away the body with disgust and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"You like that, baby?" Danica stalked over to him, her hips swaying, a smirk playing on her face.

He snarled at her and stalked to another room.

But she followed him. "Hannibal, you're no fun anymore…" She swung at him, knocking him into the wall. "Puppy's not being obedient…" She aimed a kick at him, which he dodged, and she shrieked in indignation. "Come back here!"

Fuck you, gutterslut."

She pouted. "I wish you would." She turned to the door. "Asher!"

Her brother entered a few moments later, followed by Turk. "What is it, sister?" he asked, bored.

"He's pissing me off… Put him away for awhile until he realizes what he's done wrong…"

King tried to run but they caught him, laughing.

"You should really feed more often, King. You are so weak…" Asher noted, laughing.

"Yeah, you pussy," Turk added.

"Blood's not my thing," King quipped. "I prefer a nice tall glass of milk, thanks. You know osteoporosis kills millions every year…"

Turk snarled, punching him.

He blacked out.

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He came to in a cell, chained to the wall, in Danica's room. The owner was lying on her bed, sucking blood off her fingers from a bowl. "Good morning, sweetie…" She stood up and came towards the cell. Running her fingers across the bars, her nails clicking. "About time you woke up… you going to play nice now?"

He bared his teeth silently, turning he face to the wall.

"No one ignores me!" she shrieked, slamming her hand on the bars. She sloshed something from a jar.

It burned when it hit his skin. He cowered away and she cackled. "Holy water doesn't agree with you, baby?" Opening the door, she entered the cage, something hidden behind her back. "Time to play, darling." She kicked him, laying him out on his back. Straddling his hips, she ripped open the remains of his shirt before pulling the box of matches from behind her back. Striking one, she watched the flame, entranced, before dropping it onto his bare chest. He writhed and moaned and she cackled. "Oh, yeah, that's what I missed about you… you want more?" She struck another.

Suddenly, the door flew off its hinges, a vampire pinioned to it by arrow momentarily before he exploded into dust. Moments later, a girl stepped into view, surveying the room coolly. Her eyes settled on Danica and King before a lackey jumped at her from behind. She swiveled just in time to put an arrow between his eyes. She slung her bow over her shoulder and jumped up, decapitating him with one kick.

Three more entered the picture and she dispatched them just as easily. She turned to Danica and King coolly. "Decided humans weren't as fun to torture so you've turned on your own kind?" she asked, her voice low.

King couldn't take his eyes off her. She was a sleek, beautiful predator, one of the infamous Nightstalkers he'd heard the other vampires talking about. They were killing machines – trained to destroy vamps like a kid in a candy store on a sugar high.

Danica hissed and came out of the cell, shutting the door behind her. She threw herself at the girl.

The human delivered a swift kick to her head, driving her hand into the back of Danica's head and kneeing her in the face.

Danica whimpered, got up and bolted for the door.

The girl unslung her bow and fired an arrow after her but judging by her reaction, she'd missed. Then she turned back towards him. She came towards the cage, close enough to see him but far enough to be out of reach if he jumped at her.

King looked up at her through a haze of pain and thought she was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. "Who are you?" he managed to croak, though it hurt to talk.

She looked down at him impassively. "I should kill you."

He coughed, feeling broken ribs tentatively healing. "Please do."

Another vampire ran at her and she staked him neatly without looking away from King. "Why do you want to die?" she asked, pulling out a gun and aiming it at him.

He didn't even flinch. "I've got nothing left. I hate this half life."

She opened the cell door and stepped inside, training the gun on him. She wasn't very nervous. The guy looked about ready to pass out. He was so pitiful looking. "I can't believe I'm doing this…" She aimed and fired off a few shots…

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King closed his eyes as she squeezed the trigger. It was weird. He thought it would hurt more than this.

"Can you walk on your own or do you need help?"

He opened his eyes to see her glancing down his body for injury. The cuffs were lying scattered around in pieces. "What?"

"I'm getting you out of here."

He narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

An explosion in another area of the mansion saved her from having to reply. "Let's go. They've started the sanitizing process…" She leaned down and pulled him up, draping his arm over her shoulder. "Bite me and I'll stake you."

"Yes, ma'am."

They struggled through the halls, hearing screams and rooms exploding.

"Hurry," she urged. "We're almost out."

They burst out to four people aiming shotguns.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" Abby called.

King cowered behind her. Through the haze of pain, he noticed the smooth looking skin of the small of Abby's back. He reached out to caress it.

She whirled, confused, then slammed him in the side of the head.

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Alright, well, that's it for now… let me know what you think and please review! Oh, yeah, and the whole playing with King in the cell is borrowed from Buffy – so I guess I have to give credit to Joss Whedon for the idea… Ciao!